Chapter 594 Not a Human
The emperor pinched his nose, looking grim: "Go, let Kang An come to see me, and tell the people in the imperial prison to keep a close watch on this witch! Let Xing... let Ming Ye interrogate me, aren't there still a few Nan Gu people imprisoned in the imperial prison? No matter what means he uses, I will pry their mouths open!"
"Hu Renli hasn't come back yet?!"
The captain responded hurriedly: "General Hu is still on his way. Calculating the days, he should be back tomorrow."
The emperor waved his hand, and the captain quickly stood up and retreated.
As they were talking, the eunuchs who were serving inside had already cleaned up. Fuping asked them to leave. When only he and the emperor were left in the palace, he spoke: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. You may not have noticed that there is still good news in the words brought back by the captain."
"What good news?" "
Didn't Lord Jiang say that Miss Jiang would wake up soon? As long as Miss Jiang wakes up, all these monsters will be solved!"
The emperor: "..."
"You have confidence in her." The emperor laughed and cursed.
Seeing him laugh, Fuping also laughed and said: "This old servant is not talking nonsense. Lord Jiang and the witch mentioned before that it was Miss Jiang who voluntarily let the witch cast the spell. From this perspective, it is also enough to prove that Miss Jiang also knows a lot about this aspect."
The emperor nodded slightly.
After a moment, he suddenly said, "I have been having the same dream these days."
"The dream is not like now. There was no assassination in the autumn hunt, and I did not see Zhiyu. She was dragged down and beheaded by Lao Wu because she dropped the gift. After the autumn hunt, Jiang Sulan also died, Jiang Kangan was still seriously injured, and Jiang Wenjing also died in the earthquake in Mobei."
"My sons also died, and I died later."
Everything was the same as what he heard from Jiang Zhiyu, except for one thing.
In his dream, there was no He Yanting.
The prince was still a fake prince. In the dream, his real intention was Xiao Chuji.
But in the end, it was Xiao Yanli who ascended the throne, and his queen was Song Shiwei, the adopted daughter of Jiang Zhaorong.
The dream was very real, as if he had experienced it himself. The
emperor's eyelashes drooped slightly.
"Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune. I have heard a saying that dreams are the opposite. The more miserable the dream is, the happier the reality is."
The emperor looked at him with amusement.
"Forget it," the emperor shook his head. He said this not just to complain. Because of the four words "resurrection by borrowing a corpse", his heart was inevitably beating, but...
"The Secretary General wants to see you!"
Fu Ping waved his dust and shouted loudly: "Summon!"
The emperor's emotions gradually calmed down. No matter what, they were all for the revelation of heaven.
...
"How could you be a zombie? How could you be a zombie?!"
The gentleman was so excited that he didn't even care about the silver needle in his throat.
Blood gushed out from his neck. Fortunately, Jiang Zhiyu controlled it and didn't hurt his vital parts, but it was still a little scary at first glance.
This emotion couldn't be faked. Jiang Zhiyu was fed up with his mystery teller behavior. She pulled the string and pulled the gentleman in front of her: "What do you know? Tell me everything!"
However, the gentleman couldn't listen to her at this moment and was threatening.
Jiang Zhiyu sighed lightly.
She hung her hand above his head, and the green light continued to pour in. The gentleman's violent movements gradually calmed down.
"Everyone, don't eat melons. Take advantage of this time and start searching quickly."
The people who were named: "..."
Their old faces flushed and they dispersed.
The captain and the others went to the next room, but He Yanting didn't leave, pacing beside the time machine.
Seeing Jiang Zhiyu withdraw his hand, he picked up the gentleman and put him on the time machine.
With a few clicks, the machine fixed him on it.
The gentleman's eyelids twitched wildly.
After pulling himself out of the intense emotions, the gentleman was no less confused than them. He looked at He Yanting: "Excuse me, close the door."
He Yanting did not move. Jiang Zhiyu said: "Why do you want to close the door?"
"Some things are not suitable for outsiders to hear."
The implication was that he was going to confess. Jiang Zhiyu hesitated and signaled He Yanting to close the door with his eyes.
He Yanting: "..."
"How to close it."
The gentleman: "..."
Jiang Zhiyu: "..."
Forgot that this is an ancient man, this house is also fancy, and the switch is not easy to find. Jiang Zhiyu got up and closed the door.
The gentleman looked at He Yanting suspiciously, and He Yanting's eyes were calm.
Jiang Zhiyu coughed lightly to urge him, and the teacher said slowly: "He is not a human." He
Yanting's fingertips moved slightly.
Jiang Zhiyu looked over with dissatisfaction: "Are you happy to play this trick?"
The teacher curled his lips: "Literally, he is not a human."
"Since it is an experiment, of course a carrier is needed. As long as a human is used as a carrier, there is a possibility of leakage, so they extracted your ability and made a carrier, which is him."
It was like a silent thunder, which made Jiang Zhiyu and He Yanting's pupils tremble.
The absurdity of this matter has exceeded their cognition.
The gentleman ignored the shocked looks of the two people and continued, "The virus was developed very successfully. Just as you said, if there is a virus, there should naturally be a vaccine. In order to extract the..." He hesitated for a moment, as if thinking about how to describe it, and then continued, "...resistance, so we did some experiments."
He wanted to gloss over it vaguely, but Jiang Zhiyu didn't want to miss any details: "What experiments? I was bitten by a zombie, and what else?"
"Zombie viruses don't just affect humans," He Yanting's eyes suddenly sank after hearing his words.
The gentleman shuddered: "Zombies tear off less flesh and blood, and once they recognize and leave the human body, the special resistance in your body will disappear. But animals are different, they tear off a lot, enough for experimenters to take it out before the resistance disappears."
"Those resistances are made into reagents and injected into our bodies."
"So..."
Jiang Zhiyu narrowed her eyes: "Are you trying to tell me that one bottle of reagent is only for one person?"
Hearing her tone, He Yanting walked forward. The gentleman seemed to shudder and said, "Yes, that's true."
Jiang Zhiyu almost laughed out of anger.
"It seems that we don't need to continue the conversation. I think there is one thing you never know. In addition to healing, my ability can also attack."
Looking at her smile, the gentleman was a little unsure and asked in confusion: "What?"
"Remember the silver needle in your throat? Needle and thread, what do you think of?"
"Sewing?"
As if he thought of something, the gentleman's expression was a little ugly.
"He can turn you into a zombie first, and take away your memory before your consciousness completely dissipates, and I can sew your broken body back together and let you be used by us."